User blog comment:Biggren/The Northern March/@comment-3135907-20130319214624/@comment-3135907-20130320164415

Glipper wilts under the stronger and more experienced shrew's gaze. Once out of sight the shrew says to his cronies, "Come on, we're leavin' this crew before things gets worse!" His minions, four nasty-looking young upstart shrews, follow him to one of the longboats moored to the shore. "C'mon, let's go!" The four shrews take paddles and push off, Glipper in the prow. Nobeast sees or hears of their departure until it is too late.

Banglo and Eglin, two hulky battlers, hurry into camp from a foraging party. "Hey, Glipper's run off wid `is friends, they stole a boat!"